Mother's Day used to be different...but not necessarily better.
Mother's Day has always been hard. At least for me. Not because I didn't know how to or want to honor my mother. Far from it. The sun rose and set on her and her loss is still palpable and present even almost 8 years later. Every year I made sure to spend Mother's Day with Mom (except when in college...but even then it was almost always a chance to 'bring a load home' early. ). I didn't do the normal things every year. We tried to make her breakfast in bed I remember when Betty and I were like 12 and 10...but that just seemed to make more work for her with cleanup/loss of batter and I think she ended up eating Froot Loops in Bed instead. Gifts were all over the place and ranged in usefulness from a coffee mug with something silly on it, to an ash tray I made (that I actually still have) where the bird in the nest had fallen OFF the bowl while it was in the kiln and so sits in the nest 'beak' down, to an Amazon Kindle that I still hav...